As Seen On The Bathroom Wall

When you find a pair of shoes you like, and that are comfortable, you wear them to the point of disintegration. You don't care if they don't go with that new dress. You don't care if they don't match that bag. You don't care if they're too anything or not enough of something, because damnit, you feel good in them. The same can be said of friendships.

Sometimes, you meet someone you just get along with, just have a good time talking to. It's a good fit. You're comfortable. They don't care if your feet stink. They don't care if you have bunions. They don't care if you need a pedicure badly. They comfort you, keep you steady, while you walk through life.

And, like those shoes, sometimes, you can put them to the side for a bit, needing to wear something else, for different occasions. After a while, you become so busy, you forget about the, resting patiently by the side of the bed, or under the couch. You lose them in the layer of boxes during packing, dust during cleaning, and clothes during washing. All the while, your feet are silently calling for their long lost friend.

And then one day, out of the blue, there they are.

Friend.

Hello again.